My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 105

Roxanne nodded as she paid rapt attention to Rita's words.

“In the past, we werewolves were enemies to one another, but we weren’t our only enemies….”

“Don't tell me… The Hunters are Vampires?!” Roxanne exclaimed unbelievably.

“No, Roxanne… They're pretty much more relatable than you think. Their full names are Wolf-

Hunters, and they are humans” Rita revealed.

“W-What?!” Roxanne was stunned.

“Yes, humans. Why are you so surprised, Roxanne? Didn’t I tell you the story of our origin? How

the humans hunted down our predecessors and have always hated our kind?”

Rita did tell Roxanne that, but wasn’t that so long ago? There was no way it still happened.

“But Werewolves are just myths to humans. If we knew werewolves existed, don’t you think I would

have been less surprised when I found out?” Roxanne protested.

Rita chuckled at Roxanne's naivety. She didn’t know anything at all.

"Of course, most humans do not believe in the existence of werewolves, and even those who do

actually have no proof of our existence and mostly use them for fantasy and legends. There are also

religious beliefs bordering on our existence, but it’s nothing concrete…”

“Exactly, then that means...”

“…But, there are a very select few who truly believe in our existence and have dedicated their lives

to finding and exterminating us. They are the Wolf-Hunters!” Rita stated.

“W-Wow… I don’t believe it…” Roxanne muttered.

“They've been at war with our kind since ancient times. They’ve killed some of us, we have killed

some of them, but the war has ended. We currently live in a period of relative peace, even thanks to

the existence of one…” Rita explained.

“The Wolf King” Roxanne answered.

Rita nodded.

“The Wolf King is a source of authority for the werewolves, but also an object that inspires fear

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little by little and reduce our numbers if we are not united, however… With all the packs united under

the Wolf King, we have formed a strong front against them. This guaranteed us moments of peace and

tranquillity, the Hunters have not made any move on us for years now… Until just recently…" Rita said.

“A few weeks ago, we found activities of intrusion in our territory, and it has not ceased. They

seem to be closing in on us, making it seem like a war could be brewing. Of course, the regular

members do not know, but every member of the higher up is on edge, after all, it has been so long

since we fought Hunters”

“B-But you’re werewolves, aren’t you? No normal human would stand a chance against you guys, I

mean… We guys” Roxanne corrected.

Rita shook her head when Roxanne said this.

“Humans are very innovative and cunning. The Hunters are even more so. It would be a different

story if they relied on only strength… But they possess many machinations that render them able to

fight on equal footing with a werewolf or even dominate us. They have the objects that serve as our

weakness”

“You mean like Holy water and silver bullets? Those sort of things?” Roxanne asked.

“No, those are just recently made up ideas used for modern tropes and werewolf movies. I’m

talking about our genuine weakness, Wolfsbane.”

Roxanne appeared confused by Rita's words, so she needed more explanation.

“Wolfsbane is a plant, it's poisonous to our kind… Fatally so. Not only that, but it also interferes

with our senses. The smell blocks our noses and the smoke made from it dulls our sight. Ingesting

even a small amount can be lethal to us, it’s that bad!” Rita revealed.

“S-So… We’re essentially vulnerable to them, is that what you’re saying?” Rita muttered, scared

by what Rita was saying.

“Yes, but that doesn’t make them invincible. They still have human limitations, after all. Plus…

None of their attacks matter if we strike first. Our only advantage is if we make the first hit, that is the

only way we can safely prevent any casualty.”

“I-I see… By attacking, do you mean… You know…” Roxanne whispered, making the slitting throat

sign.

"Of course. It's us or them. If we don't kill them, they kill us. I don't know about you, but I want to

live. We've tried reasoning with them, but like it is said in the story, they only see us as beasts, spawns

of the devil, or demons from hell. The list goes on.” Rita answered.

“You’ll most likely never experience it since it will be taken care of outside the village, and you’ll be

here through all of it. I just wanted you to know” Rita said.

“O-Okay…” Roxanne muttered.

It was a lot to take in, so she couldn’t say much after that. Rita realised this and decided to give

Roxanne some room.

“I'll be going to get the table set for dinner. The men will be back soon," Rita said, leaving her seat

as she headed to the dining area.

Roxanne brooded on Rita's words as she sat down. Everything all boiled down to survival. Her life

had changed so much and this was just another part of it. She wasn't entirely sure how to feel about

what she had just discovered.

Hunters. Werewolves… She was just learning about them. One thing was for sure though, her

place was with the latter. She wasn’t sure she would be able to fight against the Hunters, but that only

meant age had to become stronger.

She clenched her fist and determined to herself to grow herself until she too was able to protect

herself and her people… Her race.